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At night in the farthest reaches of New York little foots steps can be heard going rapidly to one end to another of the side walk, a silhouette of a little clown doll can be seen whit a big jesters hat and a little backpack and what seem to be a bunch of papers in there four finger hands, they seem in distress looking for something or even someone….
Not seeing what they were looking for the little clown doll let out a sigh that came out as a tired squeak and looking around one last time they went into an alley, walking for a little bit they stop in front of a wall one too familiar for this tinny doll, because this is the door for the “run of the mill pizzeria” a common place they come to whit their brother
they look at the wall for a couple of seconds before entering, run of the mill is lively as usual whit family’s having diner and friends hanging out, the smell of pizza flouting in the air, it brings comfort to the little clown as they walk further into the pizzeria looking for a free table, climbing into a free chair and putting is backpack a papers down they wait for a waiter to notice them.
In the restaurant a skeleton is taking orders and welcoming costumers when they see a little familiar clown it’s only one clown this time enter the pizzeria and take a table and put down a bunch of paper in the table
Finishing what they were doing The skeleton walk closer to the table whit the familiar clown “hello pequeña payasa what can I bring for you to day?”
The clown looked up their black doll eyes where shiny and tired and they looked like they were recently crying “señor hueso! Hi!” they said with a tired squeak “can I get the usual please “
Hueso nodded and write down a pepperoni pizza whit extra cheese, looking to the other side of the table he found the chair empty…… strange usually in that chair sits ……
“spooky where is your brother? they never miss a pizza night”
Spooky, the little clown, looked down sad before taking a paper from the little pile and showed it to hueso…...
The contents of the paper looked to be handmade except for a picture of a clown similar to spooky except there hat looked like a big b-day hat whit a star theme whit a pom-pom in the end a fluffy finish in the border, and a round nose compere to de obol nose of spooky
It was a missing paper that said:
“have you seen my brother? Their name is spoot, if you see him please call xxx-xxx-xxx”
Hueso at first look confuse before realizing what was being shown to him...
“oh... him so sorry…. don’t worry about paying the pizza is on the house”
Spooky looked at hueso saying whit a tired squeak “you don’t have to; I can pay for it”
Hueso shook their head and took the paper from spookys hands “nonsense you don’t need to worry; you already have a lot on your hands you need as much as you can get also you need the energy”
Hueso walked away before spooky could reply, the skeleton put in the order to be made and walked to a billboard full of ads for several items and services, putting de missing poster in it a familiar sounded of chit chatter could be heard from the door, sighing hueso looked at how many turtles were going to destroy his restaurant this time, luckily this time was only the orange turtle whit their human friends: April and Cj
Either way he must prepare for the chaos that’s about to unlashed in the pizzeria…..
In the far reaches of New York, a wiggle of bells can be heard accompanied by little footsteps, a little clown is lost and can’t find their way home.....tears roll down there face as they run searching for something…...no some were to hide finding a secluded corner the little clown makes themselves as little as they can to not be noticed
Large footsteps can be heard as a battle is finish in the back ground, they get louder and louder until the stop in front of the little clown.
Shivering and scared the little clown look up to the figure thinking how did they got in this situation………